Blog #9

Of course! How did Vani not connect the murder of the Maitland brother with the murder of Mr. Evans!

Excited for the first time in years, Vani rushed to discuss the new theory with Detective Linh. She wasn't at the police station. Once Vani got to the station, nobody would take the time to talk or acknowledge Vani. He tried getting someone's attention, but people kept passing by him.

And in that moment that's when Vani had the biggest revelation of his life:

He was not human anymore. He's been a ghost.

He died with his father, and nothing he did mattered.

Blog #8

The weather the past year had not been the best. After snow, fog, and more, yet another snowstorm blew into the Maitland early March. The cold, frigid air just about knocks everyone out, leaving people never wanting to leave their beds and homes. 

Despite the glacial ice and snow, Halle Maze alerts that she believed she saw Ether Maitland strolling through the town towards the West tower. 

It was peculiar, Vani sat in his worn down apartment with holes in the walls and lacked insulation, yet he felt nothing. He felt no cold, no frigid air. He did not recognize it at first, but he began reflecting. Has he felt anything physical in a while? How much progress has he really made in the Mr. Evans investigation? How did Logan give him a clue, wasn't he in a car accident 8 years ago?

There had been so much horrible weather, it was routine for Vani to stay in his apartment and do nothing all day. This snow day, Vani just laid back and fell asleep; he didn't want to worry or stress about anything in his past or present or future, just sleep.

Blog #6

Vani woke up feeling heavy and tired. Fog had covered the town, making everyone in a fuzz. No one was safe outside or inside. Vani even had trouble seeing anything in his apartment. 

Vani headed to the governor's office. People were going crazy, criticizing the newspaper printer, Norman, for grabbing a newspaper edition from 6 years ago. Apparently there was another unsolved murder investigation on this day 6 years ago. Ether Maitland, Edgar Maitland's brother, held the headline on the top of the newspaper. 

The town was crazy; the heavy fog had turned everyone into a daze, making it seem as though people were actually living in the past.

Vani had somehow found his way back home. While everyone was reminiscing or reflecting on the past, Vani sat at home on his worn down couch, remembering when his life was easier and his father had not been taken from him. Even though he was distracted from Mr. Evans' murder, Vani's mind was spinning wishing that he could've done something to save his father. His father is the reason Vani became a cop. 

Vani's eyes slowly closed. He envisioned the moment he decided that he wanted to change. If only Vani's father's job didn't have to kill him, didn't have to run him off the road with his son in it. 

Blog #5

I need to fix that, thought Vani as he stared up at the stars through his broken window. It was a surprisingly clear sky; everyone crowded on the roof of the Maitland to stargaze but Vani couldn't bring himself to try to socialize with people. 

Suddenly a bright gleaming shape flew across the sky! It was a shooting star! The star brightened up Vani's apartment for only a second, but it was the brightest his home had ever been. In that moment, Vani remembered how this apartment changed his life. In that moment, Vani wanted only one thing: he wanted to be with his father again. In that moment, Vani decided that there was hope; it was possible to one day discover who he was on his own.

Vani wished upon a star. It's time to change. My only wish is to grow up like my father, to leave the dark days behind me. I aspire to be like him one day. I tried, and that is all I could've done, Vani thought to himself. It was almost as if fragments of the shooting star fell onto Vani and sparked a reflective spell upon him. Not only did the shooting star introduce unknown hope that Vani didn't know he had, but it also lit up the Maitland. Things were starting to look up.

Just as Vani tried to relax, he was startled by a sharp chime from his cell phone, only it wasn't his cell phone. It was the flip phone that Logan gave him. 

The message read, "Stay on alert. Nothing is as it seems." 

Vani decided to go to the governor. The murder of Mr. Evans had dragged on too long. 

Blog #4

The police station had become Vani's new home; he spent early mornings and late nights trying to wrap his head around the murder of late Mr. Evans. It was two days after the funeral, and snow had just began to fall to add cold darkness to the area.

The flip phone that Logan gave Vani hadn't buzzed since the last and only message was sent the night Logan appeared in Vani's apartment.

Vani not only wanted to pay his respects for Mr. Evans, but he was assigned by the governor and Chief Clark to be on the lookout for suspicious people. The fact that everyone was still shaken up about the murder made the job a little harder to point any one person out.

Vani's stiff slender figure stood in the shadows of the graveyard as the service took place and observed each and every person that walked past him. With a pen in his left hand and a notepad in the other, Vani wrote down descriptions of anyone looking out of place.

Vani heard about the failed meeting that Lamar held to try to get closer to answers about the murder. He joined Lamar at the diner; he listened to him for ours moaning and mumbling about how fear has swarmed and infected the Maitland.

Vani pulled out the flip phone that Logan gave him and dialed the only number stored.

"Hello?" said Vani.

The phone made a clicking sound and silence beamed in Vani's ear.

Lamar looked up from his notes, frowned, and then fell back into the booth.

It was as though Lamar was too invested in the case that he didn't even realize Vani sat across from him.